In the swirl of Revolving Door Runway 2026 (and oh, the commentary! Violating the House Codes! vs. Second Coming of JC! — etc. etc. etc.), here’s what I know: We all want to feel something. And when that happens, it feels like everything. A pinprick of light, in times that seem dark, is sometimes all you need to get a sense of where you are and make your way out of the tunnel.
There’s a lot of stuff in the ether. Stuff that costs a lot. My former Prada SA, now at Dior, reached out to say there was an opening to pre-shop the first JWA women’s collection, but you have to put full 100% down. A pair of pants that interested me was … $10,500.
Let’s not make any rash moves. I think it’s a good time to stand still. To do some pruning. To pull some things that interest you right now from the closet onto a rack. And maybe play with some small gestures that will make you feel something. A little firing of the synapses. A little shot of light. Low risk. High reward. Ready?
